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Trusty Poems - Poems about Trusty


Premium Member Forever Trusty
Annie thought Ben would be forever trusty But Ben hain't been married nigh on two year now ~ 'haps he's jist a bit rusty...

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Categories: trusty, giggle, language, marriage, trust,
Form: Rhyme
At Trusty Trump Take Aim
At Trusty Trump Take Aim At trusty Trump we must take aim; Poor upset child has him to blame; Do cry and cry; Must know why; Should stop using in political game. Jim Horn...

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Categories: trusty, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick



My Trusty Coat
My trusty coat is ages old. For years, it’s kept me from the cold But time is sometimes cruel, I find, And to my coat, it’s not been kind. The shoulder pads look out of style (That’s been the case for quite a while) And near the pocket, there’s a tear Which I expect might make folks stare. The lining I have had...

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Categories: trusty, clothes,
Form: Rhyme
My Trusty Pencil
My trusty pencil helps me out At crossword puzzle time. It also comes in handy When I'm working on a rhyme. A ball point pen just wouldn't do - That really is the case - For I would be at quite a loss If I could not erase!...

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Categories: trusty, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Witch With Her Hat and Trusty Broom
An evil witch dons her witch’s hat tonight Where there are black spiders crawling with fright They scatter all down her great dower face They skitter about the ground, every place In the witch’s cold hands is a lit pumpkin Starting with hatred, there’s some evil sin All throughout this pumpkin, fear does evolve Just darkness emits from that which revolves Lightning flashes...

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Categories: trusty, halloween,
Form: Sonnet



The Road We Take As Poets With Our Trusty Hand
With my hand I tell a story, Releasing the pain hidden beneath my heart, I will confess my deepest desires, Showing the light through the dark, I will not become a shadow, My voice will be heard, With my hand my soul flies free, Soaring with the angelic birds, Gods has given me a gift, That has saved this mortal mind, Allowing my humanity to...

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Categories: trusty, adventure, fantasy, hope, life,
Form: I do not know?
A Good Saddle and Trusty Steed
An ol’ cowboy long ago said: In this life are few things you need— Just a gun, a knife, warm blanket, A good saddle and trusty steed. Oh, you might want a few dollars, Some Arbuckle joe and a pot— But there’s the vast starry ol’ sky— You’ll not fret ‘bout what you ain’t got. Your night music is coyotes And the rustle of...

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Categories: trusty, cowboy-westernnight, life, night,
Form: Cowboy Poetry

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